Old Master Shen frowned as he looked at her, his annoyance almost overflowing from his eyes.

Seeing this, Mr. Chu's gloating laughter became even louder.

If the orderly standing by hadn't been cautious, he would have burst out laughing.

Shen Zhilan was anxious and embarrassed, and wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

She was so angry that she turned around and slapped her son in the face.

"Snapped!"

Maybe it was because she was so angry that Shen Zhilan didn't spare any strength at all.

How could a child of just over three years old withstand such a slap from her, and he fell headfirst.

"Bang!" Yang Ming, who fell headfirst, immediately saw blood.

Seeing the bright red blood gushing out, Shen Zhilan's face turned pale immediately.

Mr. Shen immediately ordered the orderly to drive the car.

Yu Jingyan, who was playing with a ball with a little kid in the next yard, heard the noise, stretched his neck to take a look, then hurriedly carried the little kid back into the house.

Worried that the little guy would turn his head and see, he carefully covered the little guy's eyes.

"What's going on?" Shen Zhihuan, who was wiping the low cabinet with a rag, couldn't help but become curious when he saw Yu Jingyan's look.

"Your second sister knocked down her son, and the boy's head hit the ground and blood was oozing out." Although Yu Jingyan only saw one result, he decisively deduced the cause and effect based on the noise he heard before.

Shen Zhihuan frowned slightly.

That madwoman Shen Zhilan is really crazy enough that he even beats his own son.

Shen Zhihuan was just complaining in his heart when he saw Shen Zhilan, with a pale face, running out holding the unconscious Yang Ming.

The road she passed was dripping with bright red.

Shen Zhihuan felt dizzy just looking at it.

Such a small child...

After the sound of the jeep's engine faded away, Mr. Chu slowly came over from Yard No. 3.

"My dear granddaughter, is Shen Zhilan really your father and mother's biological daughter?" Old Master Chu clicked his tongue twice.

Although Shen Jianguo is an impatient person, his way of dealing with people is impeccable.

Thinking of Li Qiuhua's behavior before his death...

Old Master Chu suddenly knew who Shen Zhilan took after.

"He is a cruel and ruthless person." Yu Jingyan snorted.

If he could be so cruel to his own son, he would have killed someone else's son!

"Sister-in-law, you have to keep an eye on my godson when you're anywhere with that woman." Yu Jingyan couldn't help but say.

"She dares!" Old Master Chu glared.

"It's not a question of whether you dare or not. It's always better to be careful." Yu Jingyan narrowed his peach blossom eyes.

Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.

It is better to be prepared in advance than to regret it later.

If I hadn't experienced it myself, who would have thought that Li Qiuhua would be so cruel? !

Looking at the bright red that meandered all the way to the gate of the courtyard, Old Master Chu nodded deeply.

Some things really need to be prevented before they happen.

When Su Ziyu came back from buying groceries, what he saw was the wet courtyard gate.

Sensing a faint smell of blood in the air, he strode into the house.

"daughter in law……"

Thinking of Shen Zhilan's behavior, his voice was tinged with anxiety.

"daughter in law……"

Not getting a response, he took bigger steps.

Even his breathing became a little faster.

"Wife..." There was no one in the living room, so he immediately went to the bedroom. He looked around and didn't see his wife, so he went to the study without stopping...

"daughter in law……"

Yu Jingyan was clamoring to eat boiled fish. Shen Zhihuan was holding a kitchen knife and preparing to slice the fish when she suddenly heard a man's voice. She quickly put down the knife and walked out.

"I'm over here."

The moment he saw his young wife, Su Ziyu's heart finally settled down.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the man's nervous face, Shen Zhihuan asked softly.

"I smell blood..." Su Ziyu raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

When Shen Zhihuan fell off a cliff, not only did the little guy suffer psychological trauma, but Su Ziyu also felt inexplicably anxious.

I always feel that if I'm not careful, my young wife will disappear.

"That is the blood of Shen Zhilan's son." Shen Zhihuan explained.

She was not unaware of the anxiety the man showed from time to time.

She also tried her best to "appease" him, but with little success.

"Where are Grandpa and Guaiguai?" Su Ziyu's ears automatically filtered out unimportant information.

Since his young wife doesn't like Shen Zhilan, he naturally won't take Shen Zhilan's family seriously.

"Grandpa went to the hospital with me. Grandpa Gan and Yu Jingyan took Guaiguai to the park to fly kites." Shen Zhihuan curved her lips and smiled sweetly at the man.

As if trying to calm his anxious mood.

"Wife..." Su Ziyu just opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

"Zhihuan, come and see what this is?" Zhang Fengxia's slightly excited voice sounded at the gate of the courtyard.

The two of them subconsciously turned their heads to look.

In the transparent net bag, hundreds of green, round bean worms were wriggling...

At just one glance, Shen Zhihuan, who suffered from mild trypophobia, began to feel his scalp tingling.

Perhaps noticing his wife's abnormality, Su Ziyu frowned slightly, "Mom, where did you get so many bean worms?"

"Aunt Wang who lives across the street had her nephew give her a bag, and she gave half of it to me." Zhang Fengxia looked at the plump bean worms in the net bag with a smile on her face, and her voice was filled with joy.

"Let me tell you, when you fry these bean worms in vegetable oil, the aroma... can be smelled from miles away."

"I'll fry some for you later. I guarantee you'll want two after eating one." Perhaps because she was too happy, Zhang Fengxia didn't notice the resistance in Shen Zhihuan's eyes at all.

Su Ziyu frowned, "Mom..."

"Okay, let's all try it later." Shen Zhihuan gently tugged at the corner of Su Ziyu's clothes, signaling him not to spoil the fun.

In later generations, for this purpose, bean worms were cultivated in large quantities in many places.

Since his young wife had spoken, Su Ziyu naturally had nothing to say.

Zhang Fengxia, who was busy picking up bean worms at the well, didn't notice the little movements between the two at all.

By the time Jing Yan and Old Man Chu came back with the little guy, the meal was already out of the pot.

The plate of fried bean worms with yellow outer skin, white inner skin, and tender meat was placed right in the center of the eight-immortals table.

As soon as Mr. Chu, Yu Jingyan, and Shen Jianguo sat down at the table, their eyes fell on the fried bean worms.

One, one, and another.

Even when the plate was empty, he was still smacking his lips, savoring the aroma.

Perhaps because he had seen the squirming of bean worms before, Shen Zhihuan had no interest in the fragrant fried bean worms.

"Old man Shen is so unlucky that he missed out on such a delicious treat." Old man Chu said with a bit of gloating.

"Grandpa Chu, if you like it, I'll have someone catch it for you. Get a big bowl so you can eat as much as you want." Yu Jingyan said hurriedly.

"What do you mean by catch me a big bowl? You make it sound as if you don't want to eat it." Old Master Chu snorted.

"Okay, okay, get me a big bowl of it, and then let my aunt explode it. Then call my old man over, and we'll have a few drinks together." Yu Jingyan compromised.

"Sure! As long as you can catch me, I'll do it for you." Zhang Fengxia agreed with a smile. (End of this chapter)

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